Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1297 Story of the Two Families

My father shook his head. "I need to get better as soon as possible. I want to help Atlas fulfill Louis's last wish and see if we can completely replicate those maps in my lifetime." "Those maps? You mean it's not just one map?" I looked at my father in confusion.

"Of course not. To be precise, there are six maps, one for each continent, excluding Wrekonia. We did send some people there, but the harsh environment forced us to abandon the mission.

"However, we continued to explore around the edges of Wrekonia. What those seven members did was remarkable, even when they had no communication among themselves.

"Atlas says he only knows two of them. He has no idea about the other five, which means their fate is uncertain. So, restoring the maps to their original state might be difficult," my father said with a grave expression, sighing softly.

"It would be best if we could retrieve the maps. It would save us a lot of trouble," he continued.

"Don't worry about it, Dad. Just focus on getting well. It doesn't matter if we mine those minerals or not. Your health is my biggest concern." I took his hand.

"You've suffered for so many years. Now you can live peacefully with me and Atlas. As long as you're here and healthy, that's all that matters."

My father looked at me and gently caressed my head with his frail hand. "I'm sorry for all the suffering you've endured, my precious daughter. Atlas told me you've been through a lot too. We should be grateful. Your foster parents are your true parents. They gave you a second chance at life, and they've taken care of you so well all these years."

were

treated me with genuine care and love. As long as I can remember, they've cherished me like a princess and never let me down. I'll always be grateful," I assured

to me and looked at my father, trying to please him. "I'll be grateful

affectionately at

previous marriage." He scrutinized me, then glanced at Ava. "It's rare to see

hair. She looked up at me

recounted everything about my past with the Murphy family and

looked regretful, but he comforted me, saying, "Let bygones be bygones. That was all part of God's plan for Atlas to find

he looked for me for eighteen years. He said he always believed I was

father smited.

were inseparable. He's only a few months older than you but he always protected you like

was just like

man.

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